Tuesday, July 7, 2015

At First Bite

Last
week I sent you a text about how much I longed for you to bite me when your
mouth was on my ass.A simple reply came
back, I'll bite you.I slicked my
panties with the thought of it right then and there.I've never been bitten before, and didn't
know I wanted it until just that moment.

Then I
sent a list.It was of all the stuff I
still want to do before you leave.It's
a long list and not at all realistic for one last weekend, but a girl's gotta
try.Number 4 on that list - Bite
me.Hard enough for me to wear your
teeth marks.You read the list on the
plane, but other than commenting on it being quite a list, you mostly talked
about how good my writing is and how it still catches you by surprise.My heart melts a little with your
compliments, so I never ask what you think about what we might actually get to
accomplish.

I picked
you up from the airport later that day.So nice to have you home and in my car, chatting up a storm and filling
my car with your intoxicating smell.You
would think we didn't talk at all while you were gone, but we did.There's just so much happening these days
that there is a lot to be caught up on.On my
way out to the airport, I had put on a specific playlist made up of songs that
you've asked me to listen to throughout our relationship that I love, and I
left it on when you got in the car.The
music is turned down so I can hear you talk, but you keep commenting about the
songs being good.I laugh a little to
myself, because of course they are, they're your songs sent to me.

My Skin
comes on and I know it's your favorite.I like to watch the smile on your face as each song pops up, but this
one is the best.When you finish telling
me your story, we start the song back over and sing along.Your hand reaches out for mine and my body
bursts with goosebumps for the perfection of that moment.After some time, I move my hand into your
lap, your hand follows mine, and we spend the rest of the ride like that.I wish we could drive all night, singing to
songs and catching up.

As I
pull up to your house, you ask me to pull around back.I do as I'm asked, but I don't understand
why.The nanny is home and so I know you
can get in through the front.When I
reach the packed driveway, I just sort of pull across, instead of in.You make a comment about how you thought the
garage door would be closed.I'm still
confused and ask why you want it closed if you are just going inside.

So I can
do this.

You
quickly pull my long skirt up to my panties, exposing my thighs.My mind is swirling, because we might be in
an alley, but it's pretty out in the open, and I really don't know what you are
about to do other than your head is coming down on to me.As your head first came towards me, I thought
maybe you were going to come in for a kiss and slip a finger inside to check to
see if I was wet.No, your head is full
on in my lap.Then I feel it.

Your
mouth on my inner thigh with your teeth just beginning to dig into me.I laugh at first, thinking I did ask for
it.But as your bite goes deeper and
deeper, showing me no mercy, my laugh turns to a squeal.It feels fucking good and hurts like hell all
at the same time.I can feel myself
getting wetter with each second that goes by.The force seems to be getting stronger and stronger with no sign of you
letting up.It feels like you just might
break the skin, and I picture the blood running down my leg and mixing with my
own juices.It makes me want to fuck
you.Now.If we weren't in a car out in the open, I
would be doing my best to get you inside of me.I bring my hands down to your head, run my fingers through your hair and
resist the urge to push you farther into me.At the same time, I'm not sure how much more I can take.It hurts more and more in the most
pleasurable way.

After
what seems like forever, you pull up and look into my eyes clearly satisfied
you just marked one thing off the list.We kiss for a few moments and I breathe you in deeply while my fingers
run through your hair again.I really
don't want to stop and my leg is throbbing so badly.You get out of the car and grab your stuff
and give me one last shot of your voice.

It's a
long list.

As you
shut the door, I laugh out loud at the thought of just how long and all that's
on it.If it's going to be like this
though, I want to check everything fucking thing off that list.I take a moment to pull my skirt back up and
check out your handy work.It's purple
and swollen already.I can see where
your teeth dug in as you sucked my flesh in harder and harder.